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For tho' it lives among Latin and Greek, Yet none of theſe languages e'er could it                            ſpeak. A Mouse in a Study.

LXV.

My Lady chanc'd to get a fall, when riding to a fair, Which did diſcover to them all, a place o'er-grown with hair: Then, bluſhing, up ſhe with ſpeed, And cover'd all.--Now you may read.

A Cushion fell from a Lady's head. LXVI.

I have no legs, yet I can run apace; My followers are in the ſelf-ſame caſe: Whoever ſmites me, away with him run I,                  And leave behind the reſt of the company Their odds by me is ſtill divided; Their maſters differ yet when they're decided, All being ended, without more delay, We're laid aſide onto another day. A Jack-Bowl

LXVII.

I am no fighter, yet I dare adventure On the ſtouteſt that does my caſtle enter: And when I have them in my power got, My weapons they ſhall feel, both cold & hot; They ſhall be, a time, in ſuch a caſe, That they'll not dare to look me in the face;. My ſharpeſt weapons to a place I'll put, 'Twould ſpoil his drinking if I ſhould it cut: